Baby Room and Day Five

A bucket of Kilz stain blocking paint in one hand and brush in the other, I began the process of turning a bedroom upstairs into Little Baby Forrester's bedroom.

We inherited a very bright pink room that had been the nursury for the previous owner and we hadn't touched it during the year since we bought the house.

On Friday evening I laid down plastic to protect the carpet and began rolling on the first of four coats of white paint. I played music from Juanes, a Colombian musician, as I painted. I posted on Facebook that we were finally getting around to painting the room. There were a flurry of comments from happy family members and friends.

We are so excited to be creating this room for our son. We are preparing his space where he will feel safe and comfortable. It will be his place to relax and play. My mind couldn't help but wander as I envisioned him in his room.

And we're just now getting a glimpse into how parenthood can change your perspective on life.

For me, as I rolled paint up and down the wall, I reflected on what God must have felt while He created the heavens, earth, the seas, land, animals and vegetation; and just before culminating with mankind's creation. What went through God's mind as He was making our wonderful world - knowing it was for man's enjoyment and benefit? I imagine He was excited like I was when rolling on paint. I bet He thought of man enjoying the tastes of fruits, the feel of grass and the feel of a warm summer breeze as He created them.

We're still putting on the finishing touches to the paint job. Our son's bed and dresser are in boxes laying in the dining room. His booster seat, where he'll eat many meals, is in its box waiting to be opened.

Like God on day Five, we're just waiting to see our son interact with the home we've worked hard preparing for him.